Chapter 450: Traveling a Thousand Miles to Comfort a Lonely Heart_1

The handwriting inside had changed, now neat and delicate.

——There are always more solutions than difficulties, Nathalie, your future is brilliantly bright!

"???" Alfred Garland craned his neck to sneak a peek, looking over two notes, becoming more confused with each one, and turned to ask Justin Wafford, "What are you guys writing? I can't understand it at all."

Justin Wafford unconsciously glanced at Nathalie Quinlan. He didn't want to say it, but since Alfred kept asking, he had to explain gently, "Earlier, I made a phone call to Nathalie to ask about her scores, and she said she couldn't estimate them. Everyone felt downhearted after hearing it; we were all worried about her. But as the college entrance exams are approaching and the school didn't give a break, nobody could come except for me."